When we got to the spring Kadizzle dropped off The Commander and headed farther down the road. It was a difficult ride but Kadizzle managed to top a ridge and got a good view of where the road went and Lake Apache. It looked like the road went a long ways farther. It was tempting, but if something went wrong it would be a hell of a mess. So Kadizzled headed back to where The Commander was exploring the spring. By a desert miracle there was a tiny little seep of water that could have saved a desperate man.
After lunching at the spring the trip up the steep road full of babyheads (that is the nomenclature for rocks about the size of a baby's head littering the road) began. When the cycle reached the worst part The Commander dismounted. Kadizzle roared the engine and shot about three quarters of the way up the steep road. As luck would have it he stalled out and the motorcycle fell on him, forcing his hind quarters into a cactus. The mini disaster left Kadizzle pinned under the cycle and it did not look good from The Commanders viewpoint. Other than an ass full of cactus barbs Kadizzle was fine, but getting the cycle up and off him required the help of The Commander. After pulling some barbs out of Kadizzle we checked the cycle and it came through the mess unharmed. Unfortunately there were two choices. With the engine running try to make the last twenty yards pushing the cycle with a team of two or go back down and make another run. Kadizzle decided to make another run. If he wrecked the second time there was no question he would get the idiot of the week award. The cycle god smiled and on the second try Kadizzle made it up babyhead pass, with cactus in his ass.
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